#tomás q. morín

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It's world poetry day so here are some of my favorite poems:

Failing and Flying by Jack Gilbert

What the Living Do by Marie Howe

Night Walk by Franz Wright

Crossword by Lloyd Schwartz

The Great Fires by Jack Gilbert

Love Train by Tomás Q. Morín

Divorced Fathers and Pizza Crusts by Mark Halliday

Perhaps the World Ends Here by Joy Harjo

in another string of the multiverse, perhaps by Michaella Batten

acknowledgments by Danez Smith

Death Wish by Josh Alex Baker

San Francisco by Richard Brautigan

How to Watch Your Brother Die by Michael Lassell

You Are the Penultimate Love of My Life by Rebecca Hazelton

On Political(ized) Life by Kanika Lawton

All the Dead Boys Look Like Me by Christopher Soto

It Was the Animals by Natalie Diaz

In Time by W.S. Merwin

It Is Maybe Time to Admit That Michael Jordan Definitely Pushed Off by Hanif Abdurraqib

Dear Life by Maya C. Popa

I Could Touch It by Ellen Bass

To The Young Who Want To Die by Gwendolyn Brooks

Accident Report in the Tall, Tall Weeds by Ada Limón

#world poetry day #poetry #jack gilbert #marie howe #franz wright #lloyd schwartz #tomás q. morín #mark halliday #joy harjo #michaella batten #danez smith #josh alex baker #richard brautigan #michael lassell #rebecca hazelton #kanika lawton #christopher soto #natalie diaz #w.s. merwin #hanif abdurraqib #ellen bass #gwendolyn brooks #ada limón #recommendations #pinned #recs #these are a few of my favorite things

[judgingbooksbycovers]

Where Are You From: Letters to My Son

By Tomás Q. Morín.

#Where Are You From #Tomás Q. Morín #Tomas Q. Morin #books #book covers

[gatorsgatorsgators]

I Sing the Body Aquatic by Tomás Q. Morín

When I offer my sweaty hand in greeting 
I can see the future. No matter 
how gently you squeeze, I know 
when our hands meet you will crowd 
my crooked index and pinkie fingers 
against their straight-as-an-arrow brothers 
so that my hand looks more like a fin 
than an appendage perfectly evolved 
for tying shoelaces or wiping a tear 
from the red face of the missionary 
who rode his bicycle under the sun 
all day to reach my porch. 
When he takes my hand he won’t find hope 
or brotherhood or whatever 
he’s looking for. Because I can see 
the future at times like this 
and because I have an unshakable faith 
in the law of averages, I know 
when our hands embrace he’ll find 
proof of natural selection 
in the shape of my fingers, evolutionary 
holdovers from an ear of gills 
when the earth was all aquarium 
and some distant relative with sleep eyes 
and splayed fins who tired of being mocked 
by handsome carp said, To hell with it 
and climbed out of the sea and across 
moonlit dunes toward a sandy life. 
In that moment he couldn’t have predicted 
300 million years later one of his 
descendants having long since grown legs 
would be belly down on a beach 
before an ocean that would carry him 
and his own to the land of Montezuma 
to roast in the sun for four centuries 
where their conversion into dry Catholics 
would be so perfect you would never guess 
I can’t swim to save my life 
or anyone else’s or that the sound of a wave 
pounding a rock makes me nostalgic. 
You would never know any of this 
until we met on the street 
or you knocked on my door and embraced 
my hand and felt Galilee on my palm, 
which you might mistake for nervousness 
unless you were familiar with the embarrassment 
of having the only wet fins at a party 
because somewhere in your family there was a pike 
or two hailing from one of the lost schools 
that under pain of death swam 
far from the Atlantic or Mediterranean, 
around both of which I hear shame 
and fear are still the coins of the realm.


#I sing the body aquatic #poem #poetry #Tomás Q. Morín #Tomás Morín #machete

[havingapoemwithyou]

salad days by Tomás Q. Morín

#poetry #poem #Tomás Q. Morín

[serratedpens]

Tomás Q. Morín, “The Young and the Restless”

#on love

[llovelymoonn]

favourite poems of july

knar gavin strindberg grey

dahlia ravikovitch the love of an orange (tr. chana bloch)

danez smith summer, somewhere

hannah gamble your invitation to a modest breakfast: “your invitation to a modest breakfast”

claire schwartz lecture on the history of the house

joseph brodsky collected poems in english, 1972-1999: “a part of speech”

ralph angel twice removed: “alpine wedding”

bob hicok insomnia diary: “spirit ditty of no fax-line dial tone”

caleb klaces language is her caravan

philip good & bernadette mayer alternating lunes

hester knibbe light-years (tr. jacquelyn pope)

tracy k. smith life on mars: “the universe as primal scream”

rigoberto gonzález other fugitives and other strangers: “the strangers who find me in the woods”

stephen edgar murray dreaming

james schuyler other flowers: uncollected poems: “light night”

amy beeder because our waiters are hopeless romantics

diane seuss backyard song

tomás q. morín love train

safiya sinclair the art of unselfing

carol muske-dukes skylight: “the invention of cuisine”

peter gizzi the outernationale: “vincent, homesick for the land of pictures”

william matthews selected poems and translations, 1969-1991: “onions”

c.k. williams butcher

mark mccloskey the smell of the woods

jennifer chang the age of unreason

richard blanco city of a hundred fires: “contemplations at the virgin de la caridad cafeteria, inc.”

bob hicock the pregnancy of words

j. allyn rosser impromptu 

carl phillips then the war

stephanie young ursula or university: “essay”

gloria e. anzaldúa the new speakers

kofi

#tbr #knar gavin #strindberg grey #strindberg gray #dahlia ravikovitch #the love of an orange #chana bioch #danez smith #summer somewhere #hannah gamble #your invitation to a modern breakfast #claire schwartz #lecture on the history of the house #joseph brodsky #collected poems in english #a part of speech #collected poems in english 1972-1999 #ralph angel #twice removed #alpine wedding #bob hicock #insomnia diary #spirit ditty of no-fax dial tone #caleb klaces #language is her caravan #philip good #alternating lunes #bernadette mayer #hester knibble #light-years

[hungriestheidi]

Stunt Double by Tomás Q. Morín

(for @bbglewis)

#lewis hamilton #mercedes f1 #lh44 #myedit #goose400s #<3 #did i choose this bc i thought of adding roscoe? maybe

[angelofviscera]

in every lifetime

1, 5, 8 & 13b we're in love, boygenius / 2 & 11 untitled, li hui / 3 & 17 hold my hand, wild pink & julien baker / 4 untitled (cropped), lee kyutae / 6 untitled, @/_dagou / 7 untitled (cropped), li hui / 9 queer love forever (cropped), thea elder / 10 nature loves diversity; society hates it, li hui / 12 & 14 love train, tomás q. morín / 13a & 13e untitled, @/_dagou / 13c untitled, li hui / 13d & 19 last forest, torres / 15 untitled, Фотограф Казань / 16 I love you - nyc, justin lee jamison / 18 untitled, zoe cavaro

#my web weaves #web weave #web weaving #web weaves #paralells #boygenius #torres #art #photography #lucy dacus #julien baker

[april-is]

April 9, 2024: Physical Therapy, Franny Choi

Physical Therapy Franny Choi   Ask, first, what your smallest body parts require to sing again: coconut oil for your hair’s dry ends, camphor for the earlobes, rosehip kneaded into fingertips with fingertips. Grapeseed will feed most hungers of the skin. But if even your bones cry January, dip your sharpest knife in a jar of raw honey. Lather it on your thighs, making circles, making certain not to confuse this ache for that other, the one that keeps pulling you to the earth, the one question you still can’t say out loud. Recite instead the names of trees: sumac, sweet birch, slippery elm. Take your palm to the wild place under your chin and count: vein, artery, chokecherry, weeping willow, until your xacto knife pulse slows, holds. Let your mouth fill with gold, almonds, zinneas. Then: soften.

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In an abecedarian poem, each line begins with successive letters of the alphabet.

Also: + VI. Wisdom: The Voice of God, Mary Karr + Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell, Marty McConnell + Heartbeats, Melvin Dixon

More by Franny Choi: + Catastrophe Is Next to Godliness + The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On

Today in:

2023: Come Quickly, Izumi Shikibu 2022: Heretic That I Am, Tomás Q. Morín 2021: The World Has Need of You, Ellen Bass 2020: Annus Mirabilis, R. A. Villanueva 2019: This Page Ripped Out and Rolled into a Ball, Brendan Constantine 2018: Winter Stars, Larry Levis 2017: In That Other Fantasy Where We Live Forever, Wanda Coleman 2016: The cat’s song, Marge Piercy 2015: The Embrace, Mark Doty 2014: No. 6, Charles Bukowski 2013: A Schoolroom in Haiti, Kenneth Koch 2012: Track 5: Summertime, Jericho Brown 2011: Death, Is All, Ana Božičević 2010: Heaven, William Heyen 2009: April in Maine, May Sarton 2008: Making Love to Myself, James L. White 2007: Publication Date, Franz Wright 2006: Living in the Body, Joyce Sutphen 2005: Aberration (The Hubble Space Telescope before repair), Rebecca Elson

#self care #abecedarian #the body #trees #poetry #franny choi

[simmyfrobby]

― "Love Train," Tomás Q. Morín

thank u mr Brian Babineau for all u do for us

#hockey poems #ryan hartman #minnesota wild #I just think hes neat

[aaknopf]

Tomás Q. Morín, author of the recent collection Machete, chose a poem by a Knopf ancestor for today. His pick is this four-liner by Jack Gilbert (1925-2012), from the award-winning collection Refusing Heaven. Tomás writes, “I've carried a handwritten copy of this poem, given to me by a friend, in my wallet for probably close to ten years. Wallets have come and gone, but the mysterious nostalgia (or is it nostalgic mystery?) and the hope threaded through this poem remain fresh. Each time I read it, I smile. There's not much praise I can give better than that.”

The Reinvention of Happiness

I remember how I’d lie on my roof listening to the fat violinist below in the sleeping village play Schubert so badly, so well

More on these books & authors

Learn more about Refusing Heaven by Jack Gilbert and Machete by Tomás Q. Morín and read his latest nonfiction book, Where Are You From: Letters to My Son.

Browse other books by Jack Gilbert and Tomás Q. Morín and follow Tomás on Instagram @tomasqmorin.

Read "Stunt Double," one of Tomás Q. Morín's latest poems from his forthcoming collection My Favorite Things.

Visit our Tumblr to peruse poems, audio recordings, and broadsides in the Knopf poem-a-day series.

To share the poem-a-day experience with friends, pass along this link.

#poetry #knopf #poem-a-day #knopf poetry #national poetry month #poetry month #knopfpoetry #poem #Tomas Q Morin #Morinaudio #GilbertAudio #MAchete #Jack Gilbert #The Reinvention of Happiness

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Love Train, Tomás Q. Morín

#tomás q morín #my upload #poetry #love train #romance poetry #dark academia #light academia #classic academia #romantic academia #literature

[bendingdeanover]

Supernatural S9Ep3 // Love Train, Tomás Q. Morín

#castiel #cas #spn #tagging people who might like it? idk im still new: #creativecaviar #justcastiel #mine

[the-crowned-chimera]

Stephen Adly Guirgis, The Last Days of Judas Iscariot // "Saint Bernard" by Lincoln // Mary Lambert — I Know Girls (Body Love) // Emily Palermo // Tomás Q. Morín, Love Train // Olivia Laing // @chaandajaan // X

#{evil laughter} #art #web weaving #let it be heard🖋 #poetry #on wanting to be loved #queue should see me in a crown

[swamp-milkweed]

Out of patience, I opened every door... like a beggar, no, an angel, a begging angel who has written on his heart WILL WORK FOR LOVE.

Tomás Q. Morín, from "Love Train"

#poetry #words #tomas q morin #love #angel #biblical #literature

[lotshusband]

NATHANIEL i want to embroider the back of my denim jacket and i don’t know if i should do a single lyric over the shoulders or a poem on the big back panel (hope you understand what i mean ahsnfjdkdsk)… re: lyric i was thinking of green day’s “this is the dawning of the rest of our lives” but im also considering tomás q morín’s “an angel, a begging angel who has written on his heart WILL WORK FOR LOVE.” thoughts?

i mean you KNOW i will always encourage angel art. but also if i saw those lyrics on someone’s jacket i would nod sagely to myself so you can’t go wrong

#i used to have a back panel of the hanged man tarot card #and now it is my transangelic jacket <3 #hope u have so much fun making yours your own!! #nathaniel.txt #replies #anon